- March 16, 2022
Your daughter was always the first to be dropped off in the mornings and one of the last students to get picked up by five. She was a tornado. She spun from corner to corner to corner of the
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- March 16, 2022
New York City, New York I would be lying if I said a part of me didn’t plan to fuck her despite the man waiting for me at home. I would be lying if I said that part of
- March 16, 2022
A series of spaces, each one empty in its own way, each lacking something the others don’t have in a different way, when we move around we lean forward as if we’re slanting or pointing, letting our breath go
- March 16, 2022
It’s quiet here, where the river broadens, by the dropped drawbridge and the distant eight-girl crews, coasting to the finish line, forming a bar graph that could represent favored activities (listening to jazz comes in last, sand volleyball and
- March 16, 2022
No sound is dissonant which tells of Life. according to Coleridge. I’m not sure if I got the second half right. My friend Coleridge was interrupted by the beeping of my hearing aid, reminding me it needs to sleep,
- March 16, 2022
but this is no way to live or die this is the heart burned beyond recognition this is silent protest destroy what you love the most and then fall down laughing find a god who will let you breathe
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